Thursday, January 24, 2013
Snow squalls are interesting if you're inside warm by the fire with many furry friends at your feet. If you're on the road and one of these babies hits, you'll gain new appreciation for road delineators, and if you can't see those, there are always hydro poles to guide you, preferably before they make contact with your front bumper.
vizzie-billie-tee zee-roh in my earlier post, this is what he means. Zero visibility. The tractor might be 50 feet away from where I took my photo, and it's barely visible.
We had a great sunset Sunday evening when the skies cleared up:
I went to get our weekly flyers out of the mailbox when I got home this afternoon. Eric was out in the woodshed splitting wood, and Cooper was shivering outside on alternating legs, (he spends a total of 60 seconds outside these days), so I figured I might as well make the trek to the mailbox and bring the flyers in. The proverbial wimp in me wanted to rush into the house and cast my layers aside, and hug the wood stove like my life depended on it. However, the true Canadian in me, said, "go ahead, get the flyers in the house, it won't kill ya".
With a windchill hovering around -30C, it's not just cold, it's freezing cold. I wish I could adequately impress upon you how cold that feels, and unless you've experienced it, you can't possibly comprehend. You know the dreaded brain-freeze you get from eating ice cream? Well, you get the same thing during these temps, but you get it from simply inhaling. That's how cold it is. I could have thrown myself in a snow bank and let a swift death overcome me, and trust me, at these temps, it's just a matter of time before exposure does a person in.
It's not all aches and pains, though. My new-used car? It came with a remote starter. Wheeeee! is the sound I make these mornings, watching my car start from the comfort of our warm house. Actually, wheeee (minus the exclamation point) is also the sound the car makes when it starts on days this cold. Hearing a car start in weather like this is painful. Even the LCD display on the dash takes a while to come to life.
Another upside? The sunsets:
Monday's forecast shows a high of -7C, which, while not T-shirt weather, will feel positively balmy when this cold spell finally breaks.
In the interim, I'll have to keep myself occupied by throwing yet another log onto the fire, picking up my knitting, and brewing another cuppa tea. Survival of the fittest, Shim Farm-style.